finn smiled and offered his arm to the other to link to, hoping to seem like a gentleman, even if it was old fashioned by this world’s standards. “i knew i could rely on you.” finn laughed, delighted that she had agreed. “ciaran told me you two are much alike. do you tend to agree with him on that?” finn asked curiously, hoping to get to know the other better.

Easily taking his arm, she smiles and laughs with him, already beginning to walk as she listens to him. “It’s my duty as the youngest sister to be as annoying as possible.” She states and grins. “I do! Our poor mum probably thought that she was safe from anymore chaos until I was born.”

"I mean, ye could, since it seems you've had some fun without us already." Ciaran looked down at the sleeping babe on his sister's chest and studies her for a moment before looking back up at Aidyn. "She's as pretty as her mother. When did she happen?"

Aidyn laughs and playfully rolls her eyes at her brother's remark. "Joke's on ye because she was born back home." She says and smiles at the compliment. "Thanks, and well, it was during the war, and when we'd send letters to one another, I knew ye were overwhelmed with all of that and didn't want to cause any distractions by mentioning that your baby sister was pregnant so I kept it quiet."

“Was that the sound of a pipe bursting? Please, tell me no.” (Keyleth to anyone)

i can't recall the last time that we talked. (Keyleth to anyone)

Keyleth furrows her eyebrows together, but nods as she looks over at the other. “Did you not have a phone in your fake life here?” She asks out of genuine curiosity more than anything else. “Wha’s wrong with meeting in person though? I mean, if it’s a busy schedule thing, then I can understand that, but I also don’t want to think that you don’t want to hang out with me.” She laughs awkwardly and clears her throat when she looks back down.

erik laughed quietly at that. perhaps the most egotistical side of himself liked being literally above people, but he didn't think that was quite it. "i like knowing that my opera is running well without having to deal with people." he admitted bluntly. "present company excluded, of course." he added. he was surprised that he felt somewhat at ease. under normal circumstances, he would have tired to scare a trespasser away. but something about the other intrigued him, and he decided that he could choose not to be the arrogant shit he knew he could be. "well...it's an incredible place. i believe i know what you mean." he felt proud of his accomplishments, sure, but he also knew what she had meant. beyond the visual splendor, there was a certain air about the opera, a mysticism that seemed somewhat undefinable to even the phantom himself. "well...anyone with a calling to this place must have some connection to the arts. do you sing madam?"

"Have you always had such a strong dislike for people?" She asks, smiling a little more up at him when he says that she's not included in that opinion. Pulling a few strands of hair behind her ear, she moves to stand on the stage, walking around absentmindedly before stopping. "Then I am glad that I'm not alone in that thought. I don't sing." Christine quickly says before shaking her head and laughing a little. "Not professionally, at least. I don't know if I'd ever sing on a stage like this."

“My Netflix password, I get to decide what we watch.” (Ariel to anyone) @hcpefuldreaming

"Ugh, I suppose. I have really good not-dying luck so I wouldn't worry sunshine.." He chuckled softly before rolling his eyes. "Hope isn't real. Hope is just...optimism of stuff that's not gonna happen soon. Hope is for fools looking for the world to be better than it is. Hope isn't real. At least, not for creatures like me." The grin fades from his lips, but he doesn't pull away, just happy in the moment he'd found himself in. "It comes with a cost or leaves one beholden to gods. I don't use it ever if I have a choice."

"Woohoo! I'm very happy to hear it." She grins at him and boops his nose with her finger. "What? I'm very real." She jokes and tilts her head to the side as she listens. "Ahh, the keyword being soon, so there is hope of it happening. The world can be good, I'm not a fool to believe so. You deserve hope, and me, which is really just killing two birds with one stone because that's my name, Hope." She giggles and nods in understanding. "Magic comes with a price in my world, too."

Rhysand resisted the urge to close himself off again when he felt the worry he was creating, letting her see those emotions and thoughts he tried to keep inside. He averted his gaze, his jaw flexing slightly before he just pressed a kiss to her head at the apology. "Nothing for you to be sorry for darling, Just..where I'm at in the moment."

"I hate that you're feeling this way, especially when there's nothing to be done back home while we're here." She sighs and strokes his cheek with her thumb. "Of course, I'm sorry, I want there to be more that I can do so that way I can take this weight off of your shoulders."

@hcpefuldreaming || “Excuse you, you don’t need a pillow. I’m right here, and perfectly pillow-shaped!” (Feyre to Rhysand)

@hcpefuldreaming || “Since things keep breaking, I think we have a household ghost. And I’m gonna name him Steve. Steve, you’re a dick.” (Melinda to Eris)

“Somewhere in this house, there’s a smoke alarm low on batteries. And it’s taunting me with its beeps, because it knows I can’t figure out which one it is.” Sabrina & Melinda ( @hcpefuldreaming )

"Yeah, can we avoid that happening to you, please and thank you? I'd really rather you not die." She mirrors him and shakes her own head. "Hope is real, silly. I'm very real as well." She muses and hums happily, blushing a little more at the sight of his grin. "Out of curiosity, are you just not a fan of magic? I respect it, but I'm also curious."

❛ i’ll make you something. ❜ (Hope & anyone)